The world has become both otherworldly and recognizable. Time crawls smugly by, moving and shaking, and I have forgotten how to measure it. I catch sight of myself in windows while I walk, and see that I am 30.
Thursday, November 7, 2024
The world has become both otherworldly and recognizable. Time crawls smugly by, moving and shaking, and I have forgotten how to measure it. I catch sight of myself in windows while I walk, and see that I am 30.